I adjust my focus to a new home.
Here, the flame on the stove burns higher. Coffee is ready sooner. Morning light glows orange in the kitchen.
And maybe it’s summer. Or I’m just a bit more lazy. But lately, I’m sleeping in past six.

I adjust my focus to a new home.
Here, the flame on the stove burns higher. Coffee is ready sooner. Morning light glows orange in the kitchen.
And maybe it’s summer. Or I’m just a bit more lazy. But lately, I’m sleeping in past six.

Taking a pause on packing boxes (we move to our new place on Monday), Jeb, the Bohemian and I, take ourselves and a camera down to the beach for sunset.
After a full day of sorting stuff and sweeping dust, it felt good to focus in on a whole different world.






Delicate but potent, grown in the Bohemian’s garden.
